I laid on my bed , and closed my eyes. My heart was pounding hard against my chest. I felt the tears trying to push through my closed eye-lids. I closed them tighter and turned so my head was in my pillow. I took deep breathes, refusing to let my tears fall. After each breathe my heart beat slowed down but a dull pain remained. I lifted myself up of the bed and slowly changed into gray shorts and a large white shirt. I pulled my hair up into a messy ponytail then headed to the kitchen. I opened the fridge and pulled out a big container of chocolate ice cream. I turned on the tv and pulled a blanket around me. It felt good just to sit there and focus on something other than what took place earlier. I felt the tears start to fill my eyes again, and the pain in my heart seemed to grow stronger. I pushed it all back and focused on the movie I had started. But no matter how hard I tried, my mind kept turning to what happened earlier that day. The tears fell, I could not stop them this time. I had only known him a week. Sure I had heard of him, he was famous after all. But I had only just met him personally, so why did it hurt so bad to see him with her. My heart began to beat harder against my chest, it hurt. I put my ice cream aside and pulled my knees to my chest. I cried. Stupid, Stupid me. Why did I have to fall for him? In only a week none the less. He was just so perfect. His smile and half smirk. His sweet words and goofy antics. He was such a flirt, but I loved it. Why? I had seen him with other girls. He moved around, went on dates with many girls, so why was it so painful with her? Tears filled my eyes, it was because I couldn’t hate her. She was sweet, and kinda and was very encouraging. No matter how much I wanted to, I couldn’t hate her, and he was happy with her so who really cared. I wiped away my tears and stood up from the couch. I paused the movie and headed to my room. I needed to clear my mind, and the best way to do that was to take a shower. I took a long shower, then changed back into my pajamas. I went back to the living room and turned off the tv. Then proceeded to turn off all the lights. I was about to head to my room when the door was knocked. I walked slowly to the door, a little disappointed because I was rather excited to go to bed. To forget today. I opened the door and there right in front of me was him. I felt the tears threaten to appear in my eyes again, but I held them at bay. “What do you want?” I asked. He looked at me confused, “This is my apartment, remember?” I nodded my head, right, I was staying with him while I was in England. I sighed and turned from the door. “I’m going to bed.” He nodded his head at me and I practically ran to my room. I closed the door and locked it. My heart and head pounding. I felt like throwing up, so I dropped to the floor and closed my eyes trying to will the pain away. I crawled to my bed and laid there, the lights off. I closed my eyes and calmed my breathing. It was one week, how could I have fallen for someone so fast? That was my last thought as I began to drift off to sleep. 1 week. Just 1 week.